Resurrection Of The Insane Killing Kind Lyrics

As I lay awake at night trying to remember my past
Wondering why I’m in this place and strapped to the bed
Was I an evil man? Was I a murderer?
What caused all these tests to be ran on my head?

When I do sleep, I dream of horrific acts of extreme violence
The doctors tell me I smile, and rub my crotch when I dream

Refusing my medication, not swallowing my pills
My dreams become reality. The demons in my head say KILL!

This place of treatment now becomes my asylum of gore
The carnage of the staff and patients piled on the floor

Hospital tools are used in my one man riot
No one is safe as I try to exit this place

My own experiments now I conduct on my doctors
I want to see their insides and watch them suffer
Inserting the scalpel below the throat
Incising deep, cutting straight down, rib cage now exposed

Numerous deaths on several floors
Sounds of screams echo through the halls within
Blood stained sheets inside every patient’s room
Operating tables, one place where I commit my sins

The ones who put me here, and took me away from myself
They will all suffer the ultimate consequence
Endure the pain, plagued by mutilation
Bodies strapped to beds, engulfed in flames...incineration

Ruthlessly torturing innocent ill patients
To get to the people who disguised me...the guilty
My killing ways have resurrected
My mind is normal now, no longer polluted